cmsix John and Argent by cmsix Chapter 71 After the preparations were over and I was released from my voluntary servitude I went to the bedroom and got naked. I found my way to the shower and joined those of my mates that were already soapy and slippery. Several of them began to soap and wash me and just so they would know I was getting into the spirit of things I did a little soaping and washing of my own. I don't know what it is with me and women's pubic hair but working up a hand made lather in a woman's bush is one of my favorite passtimes. This woke dicky and as he came to attention he proved a popular destination for my mates soapy hands. "I think he might be clean enough now." I mentioned. "We will keep washing him a while longer to make sure," Yareela said. "Yes, he needs to be very clean tonight," Xailieta agreed. "Careful though, we don't want him to discharge too quickly," Taaheita cautioned. "Taaheita is right, he has a busy night ahead of him," Geera added. Finally they decided that dicky was presentable and by this time he was presenting. I left the shower to dry off and since many of them were finished I helped to dry them too. Soon most of us were back in the bedroom dressing. I felt a little silly putting on my mail for a celebration but I did it anyway. I always wore it now and would probably feel undressed without it. After we'd dressed we went to the celebration cave to relieve the ones who had stayed to keep watch on things. I concentrated on looking around while my mates made the final adjustments to the food that they were providing. The cave was nearly empty now but people were begining to drift in. After a few minutes Georgo, his mates and Dotallto came along. Dotallto and then Georgo were going to provide the opening shots tonight. Each would give a short talk praising the spirits and their gifts and then we would get down to the eating and later the celebrating. I decided that I needed to take one last sample of the beer before things got started and so I went to get a mug. Returning with my prize I got a little warning look from Dalia and she reminded me that I would need to be sober when the night came to a close. I assured her that this would be my only taste of the bruga refreshments and she seemed satisfied. The beer was cold and it was good. It was a shame that I didn't have the luxury of swallowing mug after mug of it but the fact was that I didn't. Things were expected of me tonight and in truth I was anxious to get to them too. The crowd was growing by now and Dotallto and Georgo had drifted toward their makeshift podium. It wasn't raised and really wasn't anything but a spot where everyone expected them to stand while they made their talks. When Dotallto moved to the center of it everyone got quiet and listened to him. He spoke for only about ten minutes, mentioning a few things from his travels but mostly laying it on about our gifts here and the wonderful place we would have to protect us during the cold winter. Georgo was next and he put on a couple more coats of praises for our camp, our spirit provided accommodations, our fabulous luck in the mammoth hunt and even managed to mention our budding pig farm experiment. I'm sure that if he'd had any idea that we would be planting crops next year he would have mentioned them too. Georgo brought his remarks to an end and then invited everyone to come and enjoy the bounty that had been provided by the spirits. I thought it was a little unkind of him to forego mentioning all the hard work my mates and the other women had put into preparing this bounty and making sure it was fit to eat but I held my tongue. I guess I could have stepped up on the spot and said a few words of my own but I didn't. Public speaking was never any fun for me and in any case I didn't want to steal the limelight. I just wanted to get on to enjoying the bounty: the bounty of the hunt, the bounty of my mate's cooking and the bounty of the mates of the men that would soon be falling down drunk. Now there was some bounty to be proud of. The sampling I'd done had already told me that the food was going to be wonderful and it was. I noticed that this time there wasn't a mad rush to the beer as there had been before. Most of the men were intent on getting their bellies full of food first. I wondered if this was caused by the fact that they now knew that the beer barrels held a lot more bruga than they could hope to drink in one night. After a while though, some had finished eating and started drinking. It didn't seem like there was even any urgency for beer now either. After looking at the lines for the kegs and paying attention to what had happened I saw what had changed. Argent had made allowances for what had gone on last time and there were more than twice as many kegs tonight. Men were still lining up, getting a mug of brew and walking to the back to get in line again but it wasn't necessary. With more kegs the lines were much shorter and even by pouring it down they couldn't finish a beer before they were back at the keg so the constant line up dissipated after a few minutes when they realized that the beer was not going to run out and that there was really no need to rush to imbibe all that they could. Of course many of them were pretty drunk by the time that they figured this out but they weren't falling down yet. Even the hard core drinkers were still standing when the strange musical instruments made their appearance this time and there alcohol induced stupor seemed to allow them to come closer to enjoying the throbbing beat that the musicians produced. The concert didn't last very long though and after the instruments were put away things degenerated into small groups talking and drinking and then drinking some more. Within two hours of the end of Georgo's talk some of the men were already prone and were being dragged off toward their sleeping quarters. Bigglieo was one of the first to fall and I was more than glad to help Daleana and Sulieta pull him out of harms way and into their place. As we labored to get Bigglieo into the furs we did a little preliminary bumping and gripping and when Bigglieo was settled I pulled Daleana to me to kiss her soundly. She pressed herself against me and I reached my hands down below the hem of her Wilma dress to take possession of her ass cheeks. Suleita wasn't going to be left out of this and her hands became busy undoing my trousers as I pulled Daleana's dress up over her head to reveal her beautiful body. While Suleita pulled my pants down and my boots off I let my hands move to Daleana's titties to squeeze them and tease her nipples. Her boob berries plumped up nicely almost at once and as I kept teasing them her hips began to squirm, this caused her bush to tickle my balls and it began driving dicky crazy. It was doing a number on me too; ordinarily I wouldn't dream of fucking one of my men's mates in the same furs he was passed out drunk on but I knew that this coupling couldn't wait until later. I slid a hand down to Daleana's pussy lips and found them wet and swollen with need. Pressing a finger up into her showed me her inner heat and she began to demonstrate her internal muscle control as I pumped the finger in and out of her willing sex. She broke our kiss and while I nibbled at the hollow of her throat she crooned my name between pants. Suleita had also removed her own tiny dress by now and as Daleana and I clung to each other, lost in our passion, she settled to the furs and reached up to pull Daleana down to her level. Naturally following to retain contact, I settled between them somehow and while I lowered my lips to suck the nipples I'd been so careful to arouse I felt Suleita's hands on my hard dick stroking while her fingertips reached to find and tease my nuts. The two of us had managed to pin Daleana to the furs on her back by now and when she spread her round and lovely legs I got between them. Dicky didn't have to waste any time searching with his blind eye for the target because Suleita still had matters in hand and as I pressed toward my wet destination she swabbed my dickhead between Daleana's love lips to get it wet. When I was on target and ready I pushed myself up into Daleana's gripping heat. Her legs went around me to pull me in more firmly and then the age-old rhythm of reproduction asserted itself in long slow thrust for depth. She felt splendid inside and as her heels on my ass drummed her approval I latched my lips onto a nipple and got each of my hands full of her round ass cheeks. The pounding was on then and my thought, a minute ago, of reproduction had me wondering what had become of the pregnancy schedule that Argent had initiated. Were all bets off now or was the return to fertility on some sort of automatic schedule. It didn't matter now because impregnation was on my mind and I was going to do my part whether the women were fertile or not. My hip action increased as I considered that I might be creating more little cave men or cave women and I'm afraid I might have gotten a little too enthusiastic for a while. Daleana didn't complain about it though and when I took a second to glance at Suleita I saw that she was flushed and panting herself and I knew that both of Bigglieo's mates were going to be fucked right in his presence promptly. If he woke up I don't guess I'd mind if he watched. My enthusiasm got me going and with just a few dozen more hard thrusts I was doing my best to knock Daleana up. When I was spent I sagged down onto her panting, satiated body and panted for a while myself. Suleita didn't give me much time for the covering cuddle though as she rolled me off her co-mate and put her lips onto Daleana's pussy to tidy up my mess. Watching this action gave dicky a twinge or two and I hoped he could rouse himself to finish his duties. Apparently Sulieta hoped so too since she moved her lips off Daleana and onto dicky after a few minutes. Someone had explained all about suction and its benefits in raising the dead to Sulieta. When she had my dick in her mouth her ministrations began and she would have done David Oreck proud. The bowling ball sucking vacuum he sold had nothing on Suleita and she had the blood rushing into dicky so fast that it's a wonder I didn't faint. Suleita wasn't waiting for me to regain enough strength to help. When my dick was hard, she straddled my hips, placed the head where she wanted it and started without me, well without me moving anything on my own anyway. Suleita slid her hot, tight, wet pussy down around dicky and began to milk him with her insides. She took a firm grip and she kept it up. After a few minutes of sitting still and just squeezing, she began to slowly rise and fall with her legs providing the pumping motion. As I became inspired again I reached for her titties and I was soon mauling them with my hands, pinching and twisting her nipples until she was practically buzzing from pleasure. As Suleita reached for her climax her hips became a blur banging against my pelvis. My hands left her big quivering titties and dropped to take hold of her firm, hard working ass. I gripped her buns tightly and used my arms to help her rise and then slam back down onto me. She moaned and growled, then wailed my name when her pleasure over took her; finishing herself off with a lightning like pistoning of her ass and then sagging limply to lie on my chest, panting for breath. I kissed her cheeks, caressed her back and ass and stroked my hands through her hair as she recovered. When she seemed about to drift off to sleep I rolled her over to lie beside Daleana and then got up, retrieving my clothes, and headed for the communal bathroom. No one noticed me as I walked naked across the giant cave. I entered the bathroom and walked toward the nearest shower, laying my clothes on a handy bench outside its door. I went inside and started the water then washed the fluids of Daleana, Suleita and dicky off me, letting the warm water beat against my back for a while when I was through. Finished, I got out and found a towel to dry myself. I intended to go right back to the celebration and look for another likely suspect and help some lonely woman guide her drunken mate to his sleeping furs. I was the leader and it was the least I could do. I was just finished drying myself and had picked up my clothes when I saw Taahrausa, Sahto's mother, enter the bathroom and go into a stall. It was time I found out if my shitter stall privacy measures worked without Argent being around. Taahrausa had shut the door behind her but I opened it and walked in as she shot me a surprised look from her seat. I closed the door behind me when she smiled and I noticed that the stall's walls did their thing and closed us off from the rest of the world. "Did you come to help me pee?" Taahrausa asked. "No, I came to watch and then to remind you other things that can be done with those parts." "Will you do it to me in here?" she asked. "Yes." "But there isn't room is there?" she asked. "If you are finished, stand up and I will show you." She must have been because she stood up. I took her into my arms and kissed her and then, taking her Wilma dress by the hem, I raised it over her head and laid it on the pile of my clothes. Turning back to her I kissed her again and pulled her to me so that her nipples pressed into the hair on my chest. Her tongue was wild in my mouth as my hands explored her ass. She wiggled and squirmed in my embrace and I pressed one hand between her legs from behind to let my fingers search for her pussy. It was already wet when I found it and since Taahrausa didn't seem to need any more foreplay I sat on the toilet seat, turned her to face away from me and guided her to sit on my lap; placing my dickhead in her entrance as she came down. She slowed at its touch and I made sure that the head was wet with her lubricant and then pulled her on down to engulf me. Her wet warmth felt heavenly and when she was fully impaled I reached around to play with her titties and her big firm nipples as I hunched dicky up into her more fully. Taahrausa got the hint on her own and began using her legs to rise and fall, pumping her sex up and down around mine. It was always exciting for me to fuck someone in the stalls for some reason. I knew that no one could hear us and in fact, nothing would be said if we'd left the door open for all the camp to see but still the illicit nature of it fired me and I found myself straining upward toward Taahrausa as her ass banged down onto my lap. She moaned her excitement and it aroused mine more. I pulled her back to me and began sucking and lightly biting the back of her neck while my hands and finger continued their teasing, twisting and pinching on her breast and nipples. As Taahrausa kept at it she got faster and wetter and her pussy began milking at my dick more firmly. We were headed for the last laps now and as she moaned I grunted in rhythm, pumping all the harder up into her. It was over quickly for both of us. I squeezed her to me in a crushing hug with my arms around her as she wailed my name and her excitement and settled down still, now only squeezing at dicky with her pussy. She was panting and so was I and we just rested, me on the throne and Taahrausa limply on my lap. We took a few minutes to catch our breath and to just be alone together for a while. Finally I think that she got tired of sitting on my lap and she got up, retrieved her dress and pulled it down over her head. "That was a wonderful way to use this little place, much more enjoyable than its other use. My mate is already sleeping off his bruga and now that you have paid some attention to me I think I will go and sleep myself," she said, smiling and then leaving. I put on my own clothes and left also. The drunks had started dropping in their tracks now and I knew that I might be needed again soon. I would have to see how Colonto was doing. I still hadn't found time to honor him with Cariea and by now he had two more mates. One from shooting the spy that had tried to kill one of the wolves with a spearcaster and also the Neanderthal widow that he had mated. The night was young and I could tell that dicky still had something in reserve. Chapter 72 Back to story Index Back to cmsix Index Blog eMail cmsix I claim copyright on everything from here on in, inclusive - cmsix